7-18-09

Not sure where I was--a camp site maybe or commune? Anyway, I'm living among a group of people and this part of the dream I remember. My mother is here and she gets into a pick-up and begins to back up out of a parking space on the grass. A toddler shows up and walks right behind the truck as she's pulling out and knocks the boy over and he hits his head and he's laying under the truck.

She sees the boy laying there and stops the truck. People pull him out as I was yelling out the window trying to warn my mother but all I could do was a faint cry "Stop, watch out." I pick up the phone to call the emergency.

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